All right, i did a little copy- and paste-job, which took some time, and came up with this magical story made out of my own mind a thread in "Forum games".

Once, there was this Little Billy, he found a piece of metal.

He expected that piece of metal to be sharp, so he cut himself with it on the hand.

But it wasn't sharp, it was so rusty that it fell apart as soon as it touched his hand.

"Damn," he cried, "how am I meant to cut myself now?"

Then he began to scatch the back of his hand as an itching started to become unabareable.

Then he figured he could just ignore it, until it stopped.

Since he was bored, he started wandering in a random direction, where he met

the most evil thing to ever to exist in the history of man, a mime!

What was worse was that mime had sight its annoying sights on him.

Not only that but the itch wasn't going away, infact it just seem to get worse.

[Warning! The bard comment here]

It got so itchy he decided to play with his hand and his underwear
, or to be exact with his

[End The bard comment here.]

crabs, knowing that he a had a problem,

he headed to the chemist when he met a giant super smelly

[The Bard comment here]
piece of turd in the ground. It was his neighbours dog ****.

He then said maybe the acids in this can make my itchy itchy go away,

he scrubed the **** all over his paws and noticed that it smelled like dog ****. Is it
[End The Bard comment here.]

really a good idea?

Thought he.

"No, its not." he realized.

So he looked around for a hose to wash his hands. He thought he saw one,

but in reallity it was a

[The Bard comment]

piece of turd.

[End Bard comment]

"I cannot wash my hands with that!" he cried. He then jumped into a large vat of

[Bard comment]

turd.

[End comment]

He climbs out of the vat, and then drives to TheBard's house,

where he stabs him thrice with a knife, and lectures his bleeding body

about how he should make decent contributions to the story of his life.

Then, he returns to his activites of plotting to assasinate the The Bard.

He called his buddy's from Iowa who'er all computer hackers and members of the IRA,

but when they arrived they

[Bard]

ate a piece of turd.

[End]

Afterwards, they sat down, and seriously contemplated how a 16 year old teenager

could be so immature. They had thought by the time you had reached 16,

you would be a fairly adult person. They assume not everyone is like Kjølen,

then. Later, they went and did this activity,

which has nothing to do with feces of any kind.

[Bard]

But then again, that a person with a red/pink haired avatar

should have more to do than to pay atention to an amteur 16 year

old with a fetish for turds. But wait NOW our hero

did find one thing that helped his itch. PISS. He pissed on his hand and

[End]

cleaned it. Urine is very sterile, after all.

Then, he turned his attention to the fish in the bathtub

who told him the world was going to end in 28 days.

He was so scared he ran to the local supermarket

and had an epic battle with a giant coupon-wielding chicken.

Afterwards he stopped watching family guy and got back to his adventure with the lovely

Brenna, queen of the Britains. Afterwards, he conquered Coney Island,

but then he jumped off the Bumper cars and met his friend

[Bard]

Poo Poo Platter, who was a black belt master.

[End]

Luckily, Billy knew Tai Jitsu, and eagerly fought his opponent.

[Bard]

But then a pack of ninjas apeared and

[End]

[Me!]

scared him to death.

[End]

[Bard]

Then he ran to the bar he saw and asked for a shot of tequila.

When he had all the hair in his chest (hehe) he ran to defeat all the ninjas.

[End]

After the ninjas were pwned, he settled down and

ate a caramel sundae. But there was something wrong, the sundae...

[Bard]

had turd in it. He said "HEY WAITER!! MY sundae has turd in it".

''i know'' replied the water,''it is mine''.

Our hero looked at him and puked all of his suit.

The waiter puked also and:''you idiot, i was joking!!! That's chocolate!''

[End]

Then, TheBard was banned from this discussion

because Billy's stomach couldn't handle any more of his cockknockery.

And they all lived happily ever after.

[Bard]

And so billy got himself a wife. The beautiful Kjolen was of course

his lovely mistress. The next day they went shopping and bought a pack of eggs,

milk, butter and some new clothes

[End]

These were of course Love Eggs, and Billy got horrible diseases from them.

[Bard]

So, his wife made him some muffins for him to feel better.

And after that a good nights sleep.

[End]

Billy realised his story was being told by someone

who believed that progression was for idiots and that non seqiturs are always funny.

In a moment of Matrix-like panic he licks a disabled guy

and then takes a lot of pills. Blue ones.

[Bard]

So, after a hard day's work he went home to his wife.

And she said to him:''honey, i made this pie for you

I hope you like it'' Billy tried and said: ''how lovely''.

[End]

At which point his wife immediatly divorced Billy because he was being overly nice

when she told him to simply cut down on the swearing and immature crap.

She took the family pig and left the house only to be...

[WEIRD WARNING!!! GAAAH!!! FEALIKS!!!]

raped and killed by michael jackson who was trialed and let off...

michael then went over to his friend's house where they spent hous

developing an A-bomb they accidentally cloned it (dont ask me)

and set them all off for a joke.

then they realised that they had put in a

divice that maked it clone itself instead of blowing up.

as soon as one was cloned,

its clone cloned another and so on this went on for several days

until finally they squeezed together and blew up the universe.

the "big bang" created a new one though. THIS WAS NOT A DREAM.

[END FEALIKS' COMMENT]

In a Review of the New Universe, Billy gave it a 78.

He said "It had a good beat, and I could dance to it".

[BARD]

But he soon got tired because he was depressed.

Oh so depressed he was, oh no, yes he was, yes but

[END]

But then he realised that if he could start a story with

multiple writers then instead of continuing the story they'd all

add in random bananas, so Billy grabbed his shotgun and jumped in his poom poom wagon.

[BARD]

So he drove to the bakary to have some bread.

Oh so delicious it was. Miss Bistis really outdid herself this time.

The bread was sooo good. So good indeed. Good good. Good good. Oh yes it was.

[END]

(WTF? Where did you pull bakery from? Okay, its random but...)

Bread. Billy's mind was full of bread.

It was now corsing through his veins.

It was falling out his ears, and it was welling up behind his eyes.

He feel to the groud and orgasmed bread.

His tears of joy became crumbs,

his gasps forming into bagettes as he breathed.

He lay, quietly panting,crumbs pouring from his mouth, and grinned softly.

[EXTREME BARD COMMENT]

And so he ate turd. yes turd turd turd turd.

oh **** i said turd oh **** i said turd turdturd turd

[END EXTREME BARD COMMENT]

Then Mr. Fibble said

"Dude what the **** is up with you?"

[ME]

Then i said

"Bard, please stop spamming my thread with turds."

Continuing the story:

He decided to go home and eat his sweet, sweet bread.

Outside his house, he saw a flying car,

but it wasn't flying, it was actually standing on the ground,

and looked like a normal car, but

[END]

It wasn't flying, not as such.

It seemed to be travelling at a ground level of its own devising.

Billy approached it in a dreamlike state, still dripping criossants from his mouth.

From a distance it was travelling quite quickly, but up close it wasn't moving at all.

Billy reached out a crumb laden hand to open the door when

(Then Joshi, who is a moderator, decided to remind The Bard of what

i said and what he said before and what everyone thinks.)

Anyway,

[OMG FEALIKS COMMENT]

then he got off the game that was the last 6 posts excluding joshi's (the new universe people)
"FO??T ???µ?!!!! ???.... ?????" he asked in greek, the new universal language
"dude what you said doesnt make sense" said the remainders of his child
then he realised that he only existed in words!! MUHAHAHAHA!!!! im killing him looooook

[Hammersmashing smiley here]
BILLY

[Weird Smiley here]

anyway billy's dead the new character is *drumrolls*...

[End Fealiks' comment.]

[ME]

Fealiks.
Fealiks decided to browse lucasforums a little, but little did he know that...

[END]

In about three hours, he'll be banned from the boards.

[FEALIKS]

fealiks then rejoiced because he hadnt been ba--

USER DELETED

[END]

YAY

Billy's back baby! in his new mini cooper copy,

he attempted a death defying feat which consisted of him

borrowing into the mind of Barbara Walters (Psychonauts? -PoM) who

[ME]
accidentaly...
[END

fell off a cliff and into the outstretched arms of

ME: ME: ME: ME: ME:
Me.

Bleep! The message you enter is to short,

i said, or rather my computer said, so i decided to add this random smiley:

(Insert smiley of head exploding here.)

End.

[BARD]
freaked out the other day.

so then he jumped from my arms and flipped across

[END]

the train tracks, narrowly avoiding being flattened by a train driven by

[ME]

C. Skye

C. Skye did nothing to save him, because he wanted to paint the train red anyway,

[END]

but not that hue! Softer tones are required for a train of this stature, so

[BARD]

he paint it black. No colours anymore, want it to turn black.

See the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes.

[END]

[ME]

He got very distracted by the women in his mind, and fainted.

Then he ended up at lucasforums without a clue on how that happened.

Billy thougt that was odd so he wanted to

[END]

post at this ridiculous topic

[BARD]

But he didn't because he saw all his life was written there. WHY??? HOW?????

[END]

The answer was simple, and could be found painted right on

[BARD]

his mind.

[END]

[ME]

Billy kept reading this thread, and asked:

In what way is it painted on my mind and what is the answer?

[END]

[BARD]

In THAT way he answered himself. It was

[END]

not something he could openly disclose,

but he took it to heart anyway.

BUt now that he had the answer in his grasp, he would have to

... continue reading this thread in the hope that it would tell him what to do next,

BARD:
Billy tryed out that 5 finger thing...you know the one in Kill Bill...

(Five point exploding heart techniuqe (SP?) -Me )

but it didn't work!! SO

ME: He woke up!

BARD: And said to his enemy...''PLEASE, DON"t"'!!!

HAVE MERCY UPON ME!!! AND I GET DOWN ON MY NNEES!!""

ME: Then he realised all of it was a dream,

so he went outside and found a piece of metal...****!

He just realised this happened in his dream!

So he quickly bought an airplane ticket to...

BARD: BUT WAIT!!!! Now he was wondering when did the dream began???

But then surmised that any fool could see the dream began shortly after he fell asleep.

And with that, he fell back to sleep...and never woke up again.

He found himself in the recurring nightmare of the foe attempting to kill him.

He was back on the rooftops, only this time things were a bit different.

He noted that the rooftop was now a vast carp, and his foe had a dreadful tie.

Other than that, he could find no other differences with the scenario.

Suddenly, he realized that his foe was still dragging him to the edge of the fish.

He thought quickly

ME: "I am dreaming!"
He was lucid dreaming!
He knew everything about that, and he knew he could do anything, so he pulled up a...

NOTHING! AAARRGGHHH!

He plummeted off the edge of the carp.

"Have a nice day", it said to him.
"Thanks." He fell and fell, until he landed in a puddle of...

ME: Signs saying "It's PoM's birthday today!

That really confused Billy, so he...

Sang POM a birthday song...but wait. Wha...?

His tongue was gone! Oh noes!

Billy started groaning loudly and running around,

until he tripped on one of the haphazardly placed signs.

He fell flat on his

ME: grill.

Then C. Skye said:

The End.

(((I guess that clinches it, eh? No more protagonist.)))

Then Joshi (Who is a moderator) said:

Does that mean I can close this sorry excuse for a thread?

Then C. Skye said:

Eh, whatever. I'm good with it.

Then Joshi (Who is a moderator) said:

That sounds like a request to me, motion granted.

THE END!

This is a mixture of spam and useful litterature, the perfect combination, which you need the ingredients

*Three eggs

*Twelve somethings of sugar

*A lot of other stuff.

*The fact that this was my longest thread ever without cheating whatsoever.

Ray Jones

09-27-2005 09:34 AM

:dozey:

Quote:

Originally Posted by PoM

my longest thread ever

(A) Longest POST ..

Quote:

without cheating whatsoever.

(B) But with a lot of gapping .. Gabez will luurve you into anywhere for that. Promised! °_°

(Can't believe someone would actually read this except the first and the last line maybe. -ehem- But carry on. ^^)

PoM

09-27-2005 02:50 PM

Heh. This was moved to the forum games section.
Even though it's not a forum game...It's a story created out of a forum game! Yay!
Eh.
Well, who loves my beautiful copy -and- paste job?
I added tags when I, The Bard, or Fealiks posted.

Reasons:

Me: It's me, of course i should keep track of who i am!
The Bard: His posts were full of turds.
Fealiks: Weird posts.

90SK

09-27-2005 07:41 PM

Oh man, yes! Stick it!

PoM

09-28-2005 09:48 AM

^Sarcasm?

90SK

09-28-2005 11:26 AM

Oh my, no. This thread is a guiding light to all who wish to play forum games.

PoM

09-28-2005 12:50 PM

Gah! Are you sarcastic or not!?
No one knows...*Muhahaha..*
Wait, you're the one supposed to laugh!

90SK

09-28-2005 04:07 PM

I am not being sarcastic. This thread is stick-sure.

PoM

09-29-2005 01:34 AM

Wow.
Heh, we should tell Joshi then.

90SK

09-29-2005 12:01 PM

Why don't you PM him. I'm sure he'll like the idea. If not, we'll appeal with a super-mod. This thing will be stuck! We'll fight to the end! Arrr!

PoM

09-29-2005 02:23 PM

Done. :)

Joshi

09-30-2005 09:36 AM

^ True...but only for the time being.

Actually screw it, there's no reason to stick this (unless you can come up with an unbelievably good reason) and I really would like to see how much headway you can get with a supermod (Gabez is a mod here too though, maybe you could ask him, he may do it......I can't help but laugh at that idea)

90SK

09-30-2005 03:07 PM

Oh come on. Have a heart! Everyone wants to read this thread. Besides, if you stick this one there'll never be another one.

PoM

10-01-2005 12:17 PM

Yes!
(Why would people want to read it?)

90SK

10-01-2005 04:04 PM

:indif:

PoM

10-02-2005 04:29 AM

What i was asking was...What do you like about my thread?:)

90SK

10-02-2005 11:55 AM

Well, people can read it and get and idea as to the boatloads of fun we have here. It'll also give them an idea s to what's ok and what's not here...right?

PoM

10-02-2005 01:41 PM

Yay!
Then i agree!
And they learn that never-ending stories always end!
All threads end.
Except for the "Counting to a million" thread in another forum...I think they've reached 300 thousand now.
Total spammage.